Friday, January 14, 2011


It is hot in my garden tonight
I wish you were here to sit in it with me.
it smells like it’s going to rain.
we could get naked and sit in the rain, if it rains
touch our wet skins, marvel at each other
we could kiss, very wet kisses.
I would open my mouth to your rain
the rain would wash it down.
so many games we never got to try
things I never wanted
I know some now, I want them,
with you they would be new as rain.

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